Coco is delightfully eager in her basketball playing! Dear Eowyn is poorly today, with the nasty cold I had - what a gift to give my daughter! Bens, Naomi and I are getting ready to attend Avak's party - I am excited, though at this very moment, feel most like popping in to my pink flannellette jammies and reading my book (Tom Wolfe's 'I am Charlotte Simmons')! James Taylor's 'Up on a Roof' is playing, which is lovely, although it makes me feel homesick for Bag End, where I'd climb on the roof, with Mon Petit Chou (our cat), and sing it to myself, taking in the splendid view of the Cascade Mountains and the Floating Meadow and our line of birch trees and the grove of cedars in our back garden, and plum trees and mountain ash and chestnut, and the row of maples at the foot of the hill, ahhhh, so splendid in the fall...
i love my family. We are all sick. We tried to reengage life today, and all went to work/school, and are consequently exhausted. I'm listening to Sufjan Stevens (John and Johanna burned us 'Greeting from Michigan' the day we drove from their place in Chicago to Hell, Michigan, which we didn't find), who just sang 'I live in America'. It is so very strange to me that in 43 days I won't live in America any more. How can one live any where other than America? (Substitute the country you've been living in 9+ years and you'll know what I mean!) I am reading John Irving's 'Widow for a Year', and am utterly absorbed. These pics are from earlier in October, when we were healthy and the sun shone. We're having magnificent fall fogs now, and the horse chestnut tree in our back garden awakens me each morn, Lothlorien yellow!
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